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which was a huge relief.  I was feeling really awkward about
the Camden situation.  I was pretty sure I didn’t want to go out with him
again.  It wasn’t so much about him, he was fine.  But he wasn’t
Kieran.  The way I felt when I was near Kieran…
    Camden didn’t even come close.
    Around noon, Greta walked up to Kori’s
desk.  “Is it okay for her to go on lunch now?” she asked Kori, who had
just gotten back from her break.
    “Sure,” Kori replied.
    I grabbed my purse out from under the
desk and followed Greta out the front doors.  I was a little surprised she
wanted to go with me.  I’d gotten the impression that she was a little upset
with me for going out with Camden.  I didn’t know what she had against
him, but she didn’t have anything to worry about.  I wasn’t interested in
him after all.
    “How’d your date go?” she asked as we
walked down the street toward our usual spot.
    “Eh.”  I shrugged.
    “Eh?”  She raised an eyebrow.
    “It was okay.”
    “But…?” she prodded.
    “I don’t know.  Don’t get me
wrong.  I like Camden.  I think we’d be better just being friends,
though.  Or maybe just friendly coworkers.”
    “You don’t want to go out with him
again?”
    “I’m not saying I wouldn’t.  I just
don’t think it’s going anywhere.”
    We walked in silence a few feet before
she said,  “It’s because of your neighbor guy, right?”
    I bit my lip to control my smile.
    A huge grin broke out over her
face.  “I knew it.”
    “You knew what?” I asked, raising one
brow.
    “That you were into him.  You can
see it in your eyes.”
    Yes, well, I never had been very good at
hiding my emotions.
    “Okay, yes.  It’s because of
him.  He just—I don’t know—he makes me feel excited, like I’m
more alive when I’m around him.”
    “Oh, yeah.  You’ve got it bad,” she
said with a satisfied smile.
    We ordered Greek salads and drinks and
sat down at a table by the big front window, looking out over the street and
chatted about work as we ate.  Greta told me about Teena’s latest
escapades with Brian the loan officer, and we took turns gasping and making
grossed-out faces.  All the while one thought kept running through my
head, making my insides buzz.
    Kieran likes me .
    Greta was right.  I did have it bad.
     
     
     

Chapter 14
    Kieran
    Instead of walking straight to my door
after work, I took a detour to Marissa’s.  She wouldn’t be home yet, so I
just stuck the Post-it that I’d wrote earlier during my prep hour to her front door. 
I really needed to get her phone number.  Texting would have been so much
easier.
    By seven forty-five, I still hadn’t heard
from her.  Kiera was in the bathroom giving Skylar a bath and I was
sitting on the couch, surfing on my laptop and trying not to think.  Maybe
she didn’t even see my note.  I thought I heard her come home around
five-thirty, but it could’ve been wishful thinking.
    Just as I was sliding my cell phone in my
pocket and looking for my keys, I heard a soft knock on the door.  I
opened it and sucked in a deep breath.
    Marissa was standing outside, wearing a fitted
red t-shirt and a pair of dark curve-hugging jeans.  Her long blond hair
was straight and sleek, her eyes were outlined in smoky black eyeliner, and her
lips were full and shiny.  Don’t get me wrong; I thought Marissa looked
great everyday, but this…wow.  I mostly only saw her in her work clothes
and I’d never seen her hair straightened.  She looked amazing.  It
took me a moment to close my mouth, which had been hanging open ever since I
opened the door.
    Her brow creased, and I realized that I’d
stared a second too long.
    “Is something wrong?” she asked, looking
down at her outfit.
    “No, you look great,” I said.
    “Sorry I’m a little late.  It took
me some time to get cleaned up.”
    “It’s fine.  I’m not in a hurry.”
    “Are you ready?” she asked.
    “Yeah,” I replied, grabbing my